Jan Cox Talk 0821

In Factualized Version of 3-D Reality Anything Can be Proven.

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#821 May 27, 1991 – 1:00
Notes by TK

Kyroot to :15. In the Secondary Level World, some idea or other must prevail or there is no Secondary Level World. To intellectually depend on polar-based explanation precludes any understanding of the situation. What must be defined can’t be understood. To “know what’s going on” (reality) but “care” about it is not to know what’s going on. Ordinary definitions are functional, operational only, telling “how” things work, but not “why” or “where” it is connected to a larger dimensional reality.

If any fact is true only at the expense of another fact being adjudicated false, there is no end to it. Connected to: in a factualized version of 3-d reality, anything can be proved: it can be proved that anything could be true. E.g., “creationism” vs. evolutionism: either can be proven as correct to/by a Real Revolutionist to himself.


The News

Those who wait around for the “final good news” wait around
the longest.

* * *

If civilization is order, then the arts are a getting-out-
of-your-place-in-line time.

* * *

Whenever you’d get him, this one guy’s first line of
defense was to declare, “You got me.”

* * *

The Featured Complaint Flavor Of The Day: A chap says that
his brain is so entangled in his own thoughts that he has little
time to think of anything else.

* * *

Those who fault the tango don’t believe in life.

* * *

All ideas are potential gods; as always, the marketplace
sorts them out and has the final say.

* * *

In one kingdom it is forbidden to write metaphysical
poetry on the subject of taxes.

* * *

If you’re one of the ones who say that people who don’t know
what they’re talking about should quit talking, then you’re one
of the ones with the job of running off at the mouth for Life.

* * *

This one guy’s personal belief-system is based on the
idea that if you hyphenate your last name you’ll last longer.

* * *

Near a new building, one man with nice shoes was heard to
tell a likely-looking acquaintance, “The best thing about having
a ritual is that you can always dump ’em.”

* * *

The word happiness is not in a shark’s vocabulary
(since he doesn’t have one meaning UNhappy).

* * *

One bright spring morning, he leapt from the tree and
declared how his fascination with himself was limited only by his
hat size and inseam length.

* * *

There are a couple of ways you can look at any apparent
difference between entertainment and serious instruction:
One is that of the smiles they may produce — one tends to be
external and the other, otherwise. Another difference is that
there is no difference.

* * *

Whenever this one chap knew he was about to have a real
good idea, he’d put it off until he could enjoy it better.

* * *

In different eras, men who seemed to know something special
were thought to be divinely inspired, while at other times they
were labeled insane. The simplest way to avoid such
categorization is not to let people know you might know
something out of the ordinary; with most men, this is not hard to
do.

* * *

A new player in the park’s “Public Speakers’ Game”
gallantly mounted the vacant soap box and declared that a man
should put on new ideas and clothes when they are wet and in that
way they will both better conform to his unique posture and
singularity of need.

* * *

Biology lesson for the day (it’s not really Biology, but if
I told you what it really is, even more ears would go numb) —
so, Biology lesson for the day: Why are the young always worried
about being swindled by the old, but never by their
contemporaries?

* * *

Knights who carry business cards announcing their trade
have collapsible lances.

* * *

One nice, mostly unstructured day a guy was sitting around
yammerin’ to his dog bud and said, “What’da youù wanna do?” and as
he patted he noted, “Of course, we end up doing what I decide
anyway, don’t we?” He scratched his ears some more and
continued, “But humans, too, end up doing what somebody else
wants — it’s just they’re the only ones who believe otherwise,”
(he patted and added) “Of course that’sù what makes them humans.”

* * *

Near the Beach Of Insouciance is posted this sign: “A
Nice Small Undertow Is Always In Order.”

* * *

From our external audience comes a note from a man who says
that if I don’t pick one subject and stick to it, he’s gonna quit
watching. …(He postscripts us by adding that just in case I
ignore this that I should know he’s already stopped.)

* * *

One deity who liked to paint wanted to have a one man show,
but no one came; too late, he realized no one couldù come.

* * *

There was once a fellow who was so civilized and genteel
that in everyday conversation whenever he’d say “fuck,” he would,
to himself, mentally spell it “p-h-u-c-q.”

* * *

Words are like currency…(well…except they can’t be
counterfeited).

* * *

One guy used to call himself “my sweet little me,” and
everyone who didn’t know him (including himself) thought it was
very cute.

* * *

A chap down the way says he found a note slipped under his
back door that said: “Why don’t you trade in your dog for a
furry creature who climbs trees and doesn’t sleep so much.” (He
says it was “signed” with a tiny paw-print.)

* * *

Bemoaned one philosopher, “It is indeed difficult to have
the proper impact while alive.”

* * *

Down near the city stadium lives a man who can’t seem to get
the difference straight between mottos and tattoos; (boy,
does his tongue stay sore).

* * *

The Letters To The Editor section of the city paper
recently carried a communique from a man who points out that
all of the most comprehensive histories have been written in
the last few years, and he wants to know, “Doesn’t that give you
even the slightest little hint?”

* * *

This one god used to control rain, until he lost a bet
and they traded positions.

* * *

“Real experts” (that’s like in, “real experts” with “real”
in all caps, underlined and in quotation marks), “REAL” experts
don’t care whether you believe them or not. …(Related datum:
Not many “REAL” experts live around here.)

* * *

In some realities, the news of an event can be almost as
bad as the event itself.

* * *

One guy (who didn’t seem to take much from anybody) said
that the only things that made him laugh were things he
personally found funny.

* * *

The stubbier of the current detection devices may not show
it up in red, but the one-eyed furies continue to pursue certain
of the weekend mental aircraft.

* * *

After much meditation, starvation and large drug
consumption, this one man says he saw a physical manifestation of
god; he says he bore a startling resemblance to a certain country
and western star of the late fifties and early sixties. He says
he doesn’t want to see god again anytime soon.

* * *
There’s this man who makes up legends and fairy tales,
and who wants it clearly understood that he cannot guarantee
their validity.

* * *

Splashing cool water in his face in the airport rest room,
the fellow at the adjoining sink remarked, “Figuring out
something new always makes my eyes feel refreshed.”

* * *

People who have to define what they do will best stick
with defining.

* * *

A chap in the city says that while he will admit to being a
boor and a lout, he insists he is so only in practice, and
certainly not in principle.

* * *

On the imaginary bulletin board out in the revolutionist
camp, this note was nearly posted: “If you take an idea you
think could be true or that you wish could be so, and put it into
a verbal belief, you will have killed it without the expense of
poison.”

* * *

One man keeps a herd of snakes in his bed; he refuses to
say exactly why, but does note that any experience can be a
lesson to you.

* * *

Another guy’s complaint was, “Boy, once people get in a
position of authority, they begin to think they’re some Hot
Stuff!” and his partner attempted some navigational correction by
replying, “Well that’s just the point now, isn’t it.”

* * *

Faced with a growing number of political philosophers and
social critics, this one king said, “Hey, people who need words
to live by don’t need to live by me,” and he furiously turned on
all his neural advisors, shouting, “Get ’em outta here — get ’em
away from me!”

* * *

One man wants to know, “Is the purpose of thinking to
bring the world up to the level of the mind, or vice versa?”
(…and Kyroot noted: The wager for the day is: In what
generation, in what dimension will a mind appear that will want
to know: “Why can’t I ask a question that doesn’t have a vice
versa?”)

* * *

If experience is really the name-of-the-game, then how
do you explain god getting to the position he’s in?

* * *

A man (who lists most impressive credentials) writes to
say that if I am interested, he is prepared to undertake the task
of offering interested viewers “annotations, explanations and
commentaries” on the Kyroots; he says he’s quite willing to
undertake this project, but says there’s not enough money in the
universe to make him succeed at it.

* * *

There was this one guy who certain folks thought “knew
special stuff,” and one late afternoon he told some of them,
“There are a lot of people in the world who know what’s going
on, but those who do, and who care, don’t know what’s going
on.” (Later that evening, this guy’s partner also tried to tell
some of these same folks that it’s not that other people can’t
understand This Kinda Stuff, it’s that they don’t want to.)

* * *

One guy declared, “My best years and thoughts are behind
me.” And his behind turned to look back and said, “Oh dear god,
let there be something else behind me.”

* * *